"Lieutenant General, you're crazy."
Abdul and Zhan Taiyi had just finished talking when suddenly a woman sitting opposite Abdul spoke up and pushed down the cards in front of her:
"Southeast, northwest, Sixi, Lieutenant General Taiyi, don't you have enough codes?"
After losing a big hand, Zhan Taiyi was not angry, he just smiled and spread his hands: "Not enough, what a good luck, Gu Ya."
The person who was cheating just now was the West Asian Blood Harbor woman who accompanied Zhan Taiyi into the palace when he went to Siyang Mian Sheng.
The first time she was in Siyang, she was wearing a casual sailor outfit, but now she is wearing something more formal - a ruffled shirt with a blouse draped over her shoulders. Wearing a coat with a stand-up collar, loose trousers underneath, the trousers legs were tucked into calf-high boots.
In terms of style alone, this outfit is very heroic.
But if you look at the material again, you will find something weird. The leather on her hip that reaches her body is covered with bright crocodile skin patterns, and the boots are made of lizard skin with a ferocious and twisted surface. Even with her body frame of a woman, she was made out of thin air. These leather surfaces bring out the ferocious temperament.
"You just said that this blow killed him, that's great."
Gu Ya stood up with her hands on the card table and walked slowly towards the members of the Dead Fleet tied to the pillar.
He neglected his duty and lost the materials, and his fate could be imagined.
Gu Ya's pale golden hair trembled slightly as she walked. Zhan Taiyi turned slightly, so her pale face with a huge scar appeared in front of the members of the Dead Fleet.
"Colonel Gu...Guya...I..."
As soon as his vague words came out of his mouth, Gu Ya burst into laughter.
Zhan Taiyi also smiled behind her: "Ah, the Dead Fleet is very busy."
He looked at the team member and said calmly: "Now that I am Brigadier General Gu Ya, he can speak well in the Prison of Misery. Come on, call the Brigadier General."
According to the teachings of the West Asian Catholic Church, the place where those who deviate from the doctrine and commit evil will go is called "The Hell of Sorrow" after death.
Naturally, the West Asians in Blood Harbor have no believers. Of course, they are happy to use this title to show their rebellion and arrogance.
Also because the Catholic Church does not advocate drinking, Sad Prison can be said to be the most developed alcohol industry in the entire Blood Harbor - the so-called industry does not account for a high proportion of production, but smuggling and storing alcohol in many countries. A place for addiction.
"Qua... brigadier general..."
The man struggled to understand Zhan Taiyi's meaning and uttered these two words as he was dying.
"Can you... spare... me..."
Gu Ya laughed, as if the man said something that made people laugh.
"OK."
She spoke in a brisk tone: "Answer me a question."
This sudden hope made the man's desire to survive suddenly burst out again. He raised his head suddenly and opened his eyes wide: "I said! I said! As long as I know, I will definitely say!"
Gu Ya nodded, casually took a bottle of liquor from Zhan Taiyi's side, and lifted the cork with one hand.
"According to what you said, among the people who went to Crow Bay to steal materials that day, there were not only Simeng people, right?"
"Yes... yes! Yes! There is another one! Some people say there is a West Asian!"
The man nodded rapidly: "White skin, light blond hair! A middle-aged man!"
Gu Ya's smile became happier, but his whole aura became more ferocious.
"Does he drink?"
The man hesitated for a moment and said subconsciously: "I should be able to find out this by asking the people in the Crown of the Dead later..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and hurriedly closed his mouth.
But his value has been completely revealed by his own words.
Gu Ya suddenly raised her hand, and the strong liquor in the bottle suddenly splashed on the man.
The man's clothes were already in tatters, and liquor had been spilled on the wounds all over his body. The heart-pounding pain immediately pierced his Tianling Gai, and he almost screamed.
"Snapped!"
The wine bottle in Gu Ya's hand was shaken by her wrist and broke into half immediately. Only the top half was held in her hand.
"puff!"
With a muffled sound, she suddenly thrust the broken wine bottle directly into the man's throat and trachea.
The man's subconscious scream could no longer come out. The air squeezed out of his lungs due to the severe pain could no longer reach his vocal cords and howl, and could only be sprayed out from the opening of the wine bottle.
"Thank you for your generosity, Lieutenant General."
Gu Ya showed a hearty smile to Zhan Taiyi, and at the same time stretched out her hand, spreading her palms as if asking for something from him.
Zhan Tai, who was originally admiring the quaint movements, was stunned for a moment, then seemed to reflect it, and immediately showed an excited expression.
"You have always been very creative."
Zhan Taiyi handed over the pipe in his hand. After Gu Ya took the pipe, he blew on the end of the cigarette. The tobacco inside was blown red and shiny.
"Rustfire, come!"
An arc of flame jumped out of the pipe and hit the man.
In an instant, the wine on his body turned into a canvas of flames, and blazing tongues of fire suddenly filled his whole body!
After the pain reaches the threshold, is there more pain?
The man had no chance to answer this question. Even though his nerves had begun to numb, his instinct still made him scream.
Of course, he had no chance to scream again. The bottle of strong liquor was inserted into his trachea. With each painful twitch of his lungs, the air mixed with liquor was pumped out, and then it was ignited by the flames. .
His screams turned into tongues of fire that could be seen directly from his throat!
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
Zhan Taiyi's eyes lit up, and Gu Ya gently handed the pipe back to him, gracefully made a West Asian curtsy, turned around and sat back on his chair without looking back.
The two of them turned around and stopped looking at the man "howling" on the pillar. His body hit the floor with a bang, and the movement became smaller and smaller.
The flames on his body did not seem to ignite other surrounding materials. When he took his last breath, it was as if it had never been ignited, leaving only a black humanoid gray skeleton without any movement. .
"Let's sort out the current situation."
Gu Ya smoothed her hair and said nonchalantly: "First of all, the people from Crow Bay also explained that it was a group of Simeng people and a West Asian who robbed the materials of Dali City, right, Lieutenant General?"
Zhan Tai nodded: "Yes, I killed a few people from Crow Bay and a few people from the Dead Fleet."
"Among those killed were strangers."
Gu Ya gently pinched her lower lip with her nails and thought seriously: "Is there any difference in the words of the stranger after his resurrection?"
Zhan Taiyi replied: "I know what you are thinking. I have already asked the foreigner's boss. He only knows that the materials were stolen by the Simeng people, which is as much as what we said."
Abdu, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but interjected: "Lieutenant General Taiyi, what this stranger said may not be the truth!"
Hearing what he said, Gu Ya and Zhan Taiyi glanced at him together, with intriguing expressions. After a long while, Zhan Taiyi said, "Yes, we have also thought of this possibility."
"Then, why don't you just ask that stranger...?"
Zhan Taiyi smiled: "I will consider your suggestion, it is very helpful. Oasis needs their lieutenant general more at the moment. Don't worry, we will definitely keep in touch."
This is expelling a guest, although it is very polite.
Abdul touched his beard, muttered a few words and stood up: "Okay, although it is also good for me to be here to help you with your advice..."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Watching Abdul leave the room, Zhan Taiyi let out a sigh of relief, and then said to Gu Ya: "The stranger not only reported the theft of materials, but also introduced a group of strangers from Simeng who wanted to join the dead. fleet."
Gu Ya immediately asked: "You mean, the materials may be in the hands of this group of strangers?"
Mrs. Zhan nodded: "It's very possible. To surrender, you need some chips in your hand to be safe. I would do the same thing, so this batch of materials may not be lost at all, so there is no need to be so anxious."
He glanced sideways at Gu Ya: "It's you who cares about what that West Asian man says, otherwise you go and see these surrendered strangers?"
(End of chapter)
